Hey Hey Hey Hey, time to put you middle to the test now.

Oh, baa, baa, do you know you're messing with the best now.

Uh-huh, uh-huh. So me and Phoenix were having philosophical discussions last night.

As we do at midnight, just before 2 AM fee comes out and starts hitting out with the really weird stuff, like,

what if you could give birth to strawberries full of teeth or whatever mad nonsense is cooking up in their head?

I thought I had them this time with a mad thought.

When I hit out with the question, how rare does a name have to be that no one with that name has ever shat themselves.

Like someone called Grace, there are going to be multiple people in the world called Grace

who have shat themselves.

Okay, well when do we define having shat themselves?

Yeah, this was going to be my question.

Anyone with any names probably shat themselves.

That's where the one up to me and like pointed out that like we're all doomed we've all like before we've even

become self-aware we are all people who have shat. It's original sin. It is the original shit. The original shit!

The original shit! I mean look if you want to give someone a name like right this moment that was like a keyboard smash of a name that no one's ever

been given before and they were born like three minutes ago you might be okay you might have found

your winner there for For five minutes.

Yeah.

Yeah.

If Harvue makeshift is born, right?

And we quickly, like just take a photo while it's halfway out,

just, right? Something that ain't shit itself with a unique

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